The rooftop school is completely deserted. According to Fuyuki, here is the most suitable place to calm the mind. But a few moments later...
Suddenly...!
There was a gripping aura appearing behind where he stood...!
'SSST!!!'
Fuyuki processed and instantly panicked... What he saw there was... Someone with black hair.
He was the one he met a few days ago.
He stepped slowly and bowed with a grin, with both of his hands stuffed into his pants pocket, slowly approaching Fuyuki.
Fuyuki retreated and kept her distance from him. He was quite speechless and as hot as anything, he had to be calm and look cool when facing others.
"...."
This aura...!
"Fuyuki... He's dangerous...." Tsurara said to convince him, whispering softly while staring straight at the dangerous person.
"Yes." Fuyuki replied briefly while looking at him earnestly.
